A piece from Welcome Morning by Anne Sexton:
“All this is God, right here in my pea-green house each morning, and I mean, though often forget, to give thanks, to faint down by the kitchen table in a prayer of rejoicing as the holy birds at the kitchen window peck into their marriage or seeds.
So while I think of it, let me paint a thank-you on my palm for this God, this laughter in the morning, lest it go unspoken.
The Joy that isn’t shared, I’ve heard, dies young.”
It occurs to me... 